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xp_logsJay came out of the car and around to where Sam was pumping the gas. He leaned against the car doors. "Lemme drive the next bit."
“‘S fine.” Sam said. “I’m still good to drive, this is break enough for me.”
"Yeah, like I'm believin' that," Jay said, scanning Sam's face for any sign he slept at all since yesterday. "You ain't gonna be any good to anybody without rest."
“I got some caffeine inside and I’m good to go, really.” Sam rolled his eyes, though he was sure Jay could see the bags under them. “‘Sides, you know I’m the world’s worst passenger- remember when you was learnin’ to drive? I was a nightmare.”
"Yeah, well, you weren't around much when I was learnin'," Jay reminded him with just that hint of bitterness that Sam was acting like he had been the one to teach him. Sam's left a year before he's started learning to drive. Lordy, could he understand how abandoned Joelle must've been feeling. And he did that to her... "'Nd yer too fast on the curves," he added under his breath.
“I’m just saying I remember you tellin’ me I had to walk cause you didn’t wanna deal with my shit that time we were gonna do a grocery run together.” Sam sighed. “And I do slow down for the curves, thank you.”
His Jo must've be feelin' so abandoned, left behind with everyone older than her so special and her left to do the raising and left with the anger she wasn't gonna show.
"Let me drive a bit," Jay insisted because he couldn't stand the idea of not doing anything for hours while he had left his girl just like Sam had left him.
“I promise I’m fine. I’ll go easier on the curves if it’ll calm yer nerves I just…. I wanna get to Ellie as soon as possible.” The hand hanging at Sam’s side was shaking as he struggled to keep his voice even.
Jay shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans. At least they could agree on that. "Next stop we're switchin'."
Sam thought on it for a moment. “….Deal. Mama’ll prolly take it better if yer the one pullin’ up to the house anyway.”
“‘S fine.” Sam said. “I’m still good to drive, this is break enough for me.”
"Yeah, like I'm believin' that," Jay said, scanning Sam's face for any sign he slept at all since yesterday. "You ain't gonna be any good to anybody without rest."
“I got some caffeine inside and I’m good to go, really.” Sam rolled his eyes, though he was sure Jay could see the bags under them. “‘Sides, you know I’m the world’s worst passenger- remember when you was learnin’ to drive? I was a nightmare.”
"Yeah, well, you weren't around much when I was learnin'," Jay reminded him with just that hint of bitterness that Sam was acting like he had been the one to teach him. Sam's left a year before he's started learning to drive. Lordy, could he understand how abandoned Joelle must've been feeling. And he did that to her... "'Nd yer too fast on the curves," he added under his breath.
“I’m just saying I remember you tellin’ me I had to walk cause you didn’t wanna deal with my shit that time we were gonna do a grocery run together.” Sam sighed. “And I do slow down for the curves, thank you.”
His Jo must've be feelin' so abandoned, left behind with everyone older than her so special and her left to do the raising and left with the anger she wasn't gonna show.
"Let me drive a bit," Jay insisted because he couldn't stand the idea of not doing anything for hours while he had left his girl just like Sam had left him.
“I promise I’m fine. I’ll go easier on the curves if it’ll calm yer nerves I just…. I wanna get to Ellie as soon as possible.” The hand hanging at Sam’s side was shaking as he struggled to keep his voice even.
Jay shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans. At least they could agree on that. "Next stop we're switchin'."
Sam thought on it for a moment. “….Deal. Mama’ll prolly take it better if yer the one pullin’ up to the house anyway.”
